My origin myth–an alternate, and abbreviated, telling
Although we weren’t young when we married, it was as if we were. We loved each other truly, madly, deeply,[…]
Read moreThe tale of N., from the beginning
Although we weren’t young when we married, it was as if we were. We loved each other truly, madly, deeply,[…]
Read moreIf you’ve been following this blog, you know that a key concern of mine is my likability. I want you[…]
Read moreLiza sent me a very thoughtful note on the question of sympathetic-ness and authenticity, in which she raised a number[…]
Read moreAnother thought about what sometimes puts people off about me, about this blog: my experience is a bit scary. Some[…]
Read moreThanks, Dan Savage, for contributing this word (and not just Santorum) to our language. L is working through her shit. […]
Read moreLately, I’ve been thinking a bit about how money works, about how it can simultaneously deliver and undermine fantasies. As[…]
Read moreI just want you to like me. I’ve written before about the relationship between my desire to be seen, not to[…]
Read moreWell, who knows about endings? Last night, L and I had a date scheduled – our first date since our[…]
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